Watching you rake the leaves
With your grandson on your back
I think of all the lovely compost
I’ll be harvesting from your work
I hear him laugh as you flip the leaves high
I know when he’s grown he’ll have days
He wants to rake and will wonder why
Where did all these happy feelings
Come from, the laughter that accompanies the sound of leaves brushing over leaves.
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2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Richard
    Nov 20, 2009 @ 03:32:11

    Way to go sister.bro. Rick Mathis

    Reply

  2. Laura Emmons
    Nov 20, 2009 @ 17:46:58

    Thanks, I love watching them.

    Reply

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